After a long time, Chen Feng finally woke up. The first feeling was that his body was extremely sore, especially his head, which was full of swelling and pain.

Waiting for the body's perception to slowly recover, Chen Feng slowly recalled everything he had experienced before, especially the pain that penetrated his bone marrow. Chen Feng realized once again that his dear grandparents no longer existed in this world, and immediately burst into tears.

After crying for a long time, his throat became hoarse and his tears dried up. Chen Feng suddenly realized that he fell from a high altitude and did not die. He began to look at the surrounding environment.

It was already dark. Although I couldn't see the scenery around me clearly, Chen Feng quickly determined that he was in a mountain stream, with towering cliffs on both sides, reaching the blue sky, and the highest point was almost close to the moon. Around Chen Feng, some vines grew scattered around him, and pale stones were dotted among the plants. Next to the stones, there were some decaying animal bones, which turned gray under the erosion of wind and rain, making them look quiet and desolate.

From listening to the elders’ conversations and observations on weekdays, especially what I saw in the sky tonight, Chen Feng knew that Red Maple Island was not only vast, but also mountainous. The entire island was only surrounded by some flat land. Not far from the center of the island, there were mountains towering into the clouds.

Chen Feng once heard fishmongers in the village say that there are more and higher mountains deep in the island. When Chen Feng was a child, he thought at that time, would those mountains come into contact with the sky?

Both the mountains and the sea give Chen Feng an unpredictable feeling. However, Chen Feng obviously contacts the sea more than the mountains. In Chen Feng's view, the sea is undoubtedly more elusive. After all, the mountain is a kind of object that can be touched, watched and hidden in it, while the sea is constantly changing. It is sometimes violent, sometimes quiet, sometimes noisy. It is quiet like a virgin, sometimes fierce like a shrew, and sometimes even destroys fishing boats and floods the houses.

Now, Chen Feng is about to touch the mountain. Chen Feng raised his head and looked at the misty mountain peak, unable to peek at its true face, and he doesn't know where the end of the mountain range is. It turns out that the mountain can be as mysterious as the sea.

After moving his body for a while, Chen Feng found that although his whole body was sore and his skin in some places was scratched, there was no big obstacle. If he fell from such a high sky, he would probably be killed if he fell into the sea, let alone fell into such a mountain stream? Could it be that his grandparents blessed him? Chen Feng didn't know if this almost impossible thing would be encountered by himself.

By chance, Chen Feng touched the bluestone on his neck and found that the bluestone had broken, and it no longer had the blue and fluorescent color it had before, and it turned into dark gray, and it had no spirituality at all. Chen Feng thought that maybe he fell down and didn't die, all due to the power of the bluestone. However, Chen Feng still couldn't guess whether this was the case. Chen Feng really couldn't believe that this small piece of bluestone could be so useful.

Although the bluestone has been damaged, it undoubtedly entrusted Chen Feng's entire longing for his grandparents when his home was destroyed and his relatives were destroyed. So he carefully tore off a corner of his clothes, wrapped the soon-to-break bluestone, and put it in his arms.

Chen Feng picked up the strange bead again. As soon as he touched the moonlight, the bead suddenly lit up. Although it was not as bright as last night, it was also very bright.

A trace of undetectable cold air slowly rose from the ground and drilled into the beads. Then, an invisible airflow penetrated into Chen Feng's nostrils with a faint fragrance, causing his whole body to be greatly relieved.

Chen Feng thought, this scene happened again. Could it be that this strange bead was so interested in the corpse? Calm down, Chen Feng thought of the stranger's surprise before, and he said that the dead aura on Chen Feng's body disappeared for some reason. Chen Feng thought that if he really had dead aura on his body, it must be related to this bead.

Chen Feng felt that the bead was becoming more and more mysterious. It could attract so many people to compete for, and absorb the dead and corpse energy. The most important thing was that it could emit fragrance to give people spirit and strength.

At the same time, Chen Feng noticed that before the beads emit fragrance, they must absorb some dead energy or corpse energy. Could it be that those fragrances are transformed from dead energy and corpse energy?

In the dark valley, the scene in front of you is undoubtedly very strange. A young boy faced a bright bead and instantly became the center of the entire valley.

Facing this bead, Chen Feng loved and hated. On the one hand, Chen Feng concluded that this bead was not an ordinary thing and might be helpful to his revenge. On the other hand, he hated that he took the bead and caused a disaster to destroy the village. In the village before, Chen Feng had already known that Hei Chao and Qingbo were both here for this bead. After calming down, he recalled the previous details again, especially the words of Hei Chao and Qingbo, and knew that even if he did not take this bead, Hei Chao would not necessarily leave the fishing village with a path of life. In the eyes of these strong men, their arrogance and killing did not require a reason. Even if he thought so, Chen Feng's guilt did not decrease by a little. The pain still entangled him.

When the beads gradually faded again, Chen Feng felt his breath unobstructed, his whole body was strong, and the wounds that had previously bleeded gradually healed. So Chen Feng put away the beads and bluestone and began to search around. After his body recovered, Chen Feng's first feeling was hunger, especially under the stimulation of the beads emitting fragrance, Chen Feng's feeling became clearer.

Chen Feng sat there quietly until the morning star set, and the night dew gradually appeared on the stones and plants, and a chill gradually spread. Chen Feng stared at the morning star and began to think carefully about what he should do next. For a young man like Chen Feng, if nothing unexpected happens, life will be a simple firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. He will run around for survival, fight for his elders, and love his wife and children. If he can't move one day, it will be time for the loess to cover his face.

However, since experiencing this huge disaster, Chen Feng began to overturn his previous understanding of the world. For example, people can float freely in the air, with wind and clouds surging in one sleeve, and a thought can determine the life and death of countless ordinary people. However, thinking of this, Chen Feng was extremely depressed. His enemy was like a legendary immortal, with a body of magical powers. Is there any hope of taking revenge?

However, he slowly recovered a little confidence in his frustration. Looking at the unattainable cliff, he fell from the sky and was still alive. He could not have thought of it, and the world could not have imagined it, and even the weird man, Hei Chao, Qingbo could not have thought of it. This kind of thing happened, how could Chen Feng give up on himself? If others can have that great power, even if Chen Feng can't reach that step, he will make his enemy pay some price! From this moment, Chen Feng has his own belief--if he does not give up until he reaches the goal!
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